Goodbye, unlikely lover!

It’s been a long but good run, me and you. We have so much in common. I can't believe I would find solace in your wild, crazy embrace, even though you’re where I came from after more than two decades together.

This is a question of conquest. In any case, the reason I came out was to see the world and find myself in you and to move on so that I can find my better me. In the end, I think I at once saw more and less than I thought I would. Because of you, I have learned enough to go on with my life. Well, I know you too well and now we have a lifetime history together, you and I, a pair of unlikely lovers or unlikely mother, or whatever.

Let’s spare ourselves the melodrama, but I want to make the promises that I might be able to keep, even though we’re both too aware that there is no space in your embrace for fairy tales, and I’m too much of a cynic.

So anyway, this is me saying I’m leaving for good, for my fairy tales, for my true and lifetime lover though I know it make no difference to you. But I will miss you, you crazy country, crazy city. I can’t help it. I’m sentimental that way. Just do me one last favor and hold on to the bit of me that I’m leaving behind because I have a feeling I’ll be back to you someday. At least, you're where my heart is.

On the girlfriend I love the most!

I got it a lot from everyone and i got it a lot from her too whenever i meet her. But this time, she sent me her calendar to my whatsApp... and I'm sad. It's always sad to know that I'm going to leave the only one girlfriend I love the most and it tucks my heart more knowing how much she loves me after all these years.

Me: Hashaha sot ter Pom Pu!
She: My favorite name, mich jos? But I'm not ready to let you go. :(
Me: Not my favorite name, I tell ya! I'm not ready to leave too.
She: My new calendar always sad. :(
Me: Come on!
She: Bach come on ei tes!
Me: Smoooch! :*
She: Erk. Prir sombol nas!
Me: :P

I'm going to miss her a lot. I'm going to miss her when she like knocking my head, pulling my hairs, smacking me down, glaring at me and esp calling me "K'Pu" when she's mad!

Daddy's Little Girls!

Bee and Daddy

BEE: Daddy, Belle got my scooter!

DADDY: Let her play first honey. You're her big sister, sweetie!​ She will give you back soon.

Little BELLE: Bee, get the scooter back! Give Belle's Daddy! Daddy!!!!!

*in her fragmental speaking*

Little naughty Belle and Daddy

And I am pretty sure both of them are still on the dispute of claiming the right to get daddy their own property. Perhaps, we can call it "sisterhood."

Man! I feel like a woman!

It's been some years that I've never let go of myself and had a silly fun. It's been years for us that we  never laughed our belly off. I doubt where has our little girls in us gone. What has life done to us? Perhaps, we're all now grown-up. Perhaps, stress and strains has chained us. Perhaps we've never had times to meet often. Perhaps, perhaps. I thought I want some fun. I thought let forget about how old we are now. At least I want them to forget about life, and laugh real hard. Just for one day at least.

In the occasion of my little cousin birthday, I thought I should bring the camera (that heavy stuff!) and the notebook (he has it all!), so we can do photobooth together. Thank to my little Dino (Not human, of course!). He did us a huge favor! We went all silly and crazy in front of him and now we got all the pictures that we might don't want to show our children in the future (Heehee! or I might will). Everyone was running out of energy just because of doing insane photos, but we didn't want to stop until I had to run to restroom and threw up all the foods. How wasted! Yes! because I laughed too hard. My throat is sore and everyone said they sounds like men now. HAHA.

 Taken by DINO aka Macbook Pro.

Let's look at BEHIND THE SCENE!

No, it's BEHIND THE PHOTO-BOOTH SCENE!

Taken by Canon Rebel XTi

You may don't want to know even a CEO can be this crazy! But I fond of the idea that he doesn't like talking about politics, businesses or anything headaches. He loves having fun, talking silly over our catch up dinner! We--girls, should have done that long time ago. Now I told everyone let not talk about our stress and all the headaches all the time, instead try to have fun, treasure the precious times we barely have for each other. These day, I feel like the good old days!

P.S. Forgive me for the video quality. I compressed, so that I don't need to wait so long for uploading this 200MB plus video. 

P.S.S. Now! I feel like I want to sing this song!

Man! I feel like a woman!

Let's go girls! Come on.

I'm going out tonight, I'm feelin' alright

Gonna let it all hang out

Wanna make some noise, really raise my voice

Yeah, I wanna scream and shout

No inhibitions, make no conditions

Get a little outta line

I ain't gonna act politically correct

I only wanna have a good time

The best thing about being a woman

Is the prerogative to have a little fun

Oh, oh, oh, go totally crazy, forget I'm a lady!

Men's shirts, short skirts

Oh, oh, oh, really go wild, yeah, doin' it in style

Oh, oh, oh, get in the action, feel the attraction

Color my hair, do what I dare

Oh, oh, oh, I wanna be free, yeah, to feel the way I feel

Man! I feel like a woman!

~Shania Twain

Remember this?

The DIY bookplate we made out of our notebook back in primary school? teeheeheehee
Oh dear, how I'm fond of all the memories.

On foods & Companion

Taken at Seven Bright/Lucky Bright--a nice place to have breakfast and lunch.

Taken at Secret Recipe -- a new opened place in town. Not bad.

Taken at Magnolia -- my favorite place to have favorite dishes.

 Taken at Yakiniki Shiki Garden--Oh-so favorite place to have Japanese foods. If you love to have a yummier bbq, I'd recommend to go for Korean Food at Le Seoul. It's pricy, but it's worth every penny.

Taken at Asian Buffet Bar. I heart my breakfast there.  

Taken at Noodle Bar. Laksa is yum, esp the tofu.

Beside Yi Sang, DM Dim Sum is a place that serves a fine homemade dim sum with reasonable price.

My favorite places to have a nice cocktail are: A Pros Pub (I love being there on Fri-Sat-Sun. The singer sings beautifully) and Le Moon. In Kampot, there a very nice place too like Natural Bungalow. In Kep, needless to say, Tgnai Bang Chhat.

After all, I think the foods would taste more great when we have it with a wonderful companion.

So in my situation, if I am to rate, i'd give them 5 flowers and a bug. Heehee 

So yummy yummy, I've got love in my tummy!

Dear moustaches!

Thank for making the Grannies look silly! How the world would be when it's pregnant with many silly living creatures!

Dear Little Cousin,

You become one of my best friends now. 

ល្បើក ជុច និងត្រី​ What a fun memory!

Back to when I was in primary school, besides playing all the boyish and girlish games and activities, the most fun part of going to school is having to recite Mesot (មេសូត្រ). The only way I could get top score is to memorize Mesot out loud while swinging hard--- more like flying myself in hammock. Mum said it hurt her ears and I could fall from that hight risky and hard swinging hammock, but mummy that's the only way I could memorize all the Mesot. Hehehe. Yes, she's right. I did fell off twice. Anyway, Chouch Neng Trey (ល្បើកជុច និងត្រី) is always my most favorite and fun​ Mesot ( មេសូត្រ) to recite especially we went up there with a partner and we recited our role. It's challenging and quite fun!

 ​​​​​​​​ល្បើកជុច និងត្រី

បទ​បន្ទោលកាក

Dear Grannies

Just a chance to sit in big comfy honey-milk sofas like this and you(s) was really wonderful.

After all, it was just one damn fine, fun, full and fat day.

I hope you enjoy the first produced video clip I made!

Which I accidentally figured out last night!

Hope this post will make your day!

Enjoy!

Some friends...

... make you feel young and remind you how to have fun!

We've known each other when we went for high school enrollment together.

Three years later, we met again and became friend at 10th grade.

We formed our group at 11th grade.

We've became best friend at 12th grade.

Now she's a wife of my friend and a mother to a 6 months old son!

It's been more than 10 years.

And she's the one who reminds me all the crazy and silly memories together.

And I still see us when we are old and become grandma,

we might still call each other "Anh & Haeng", in khmer: "អញ & ហ្អែង"

ពីរោះឡើងដាច់សាច់ណាស់​ មែនហ្អេ៎? Hahaha​

That's not good!

Who knows, we'll might call each other, "Yeay yeay", in khmer: "យាយ​ យាយ" instead.

I guess only our friends we've known from our childhood always use this improper words to call each other, but I know it makes us feel closed though.

Heeheeheee

ចុះអ្នកទាំងអស់គ្នាវិញ?

បែបហៅគ្នាថា​ អាងាប់ អាប្រកាច់ ហៅត្រកូលគ្នាម៉ាកំប្លេរ ដូចតែគ្នាហ្នឹង!​

I miss us.

I miss all the craziness and silliness we shared.
I miss all the times we had just to talk, laugh, play, sing the songs and all that jazz.



It seems like yesterday.

It’s good to turn strangers to be long life friends, don’t you think?

Date to be noted: 13th Aug 2011
Place: Romantic café at Sovanna mall

It’s been years we’ve promised to have a nice catch-up but the plan didn’t always go with hand. And I think everyone has to share the blame. My schedule was too full that I could be free only Sunday sometimes. Nathary doesn’t have an extension visa that she can go out at evening from Mon to Sat. Kelly, she was too busy with her academy.

But finally, we could make it before we’re too old. I imagined it would take a lifetime that we’re able to meet up for a nice tea (no longer coffee) when our hairs turn gray, our faces full of wrinkle and moreover we each have a basket of crochets and knitting stuffs. Haha.

Okay, I’m being too dreamy here. Forgive me, ladies.

So it’s my first time meeting Kelly, and third time with Nathary and I felt excited and quite comfortable more than our first meet that you post here. Kelly is more quiet and gentle and lovely. Nathary is cute and adorable. I noticed she is not like the old her, the kindergartner. Haha

Kelly said I’m quite a talk machine and Nathary said I’m a chatterbox. I still can't believe if i truly am? But just so you know when I feel good, I talk a lot. Chatting with you girls, I felt like a true nerd and smart and willing to bring out more on what I know and what I have in me. You helped me to know things in school life that I barely experience and you both have something that far different from my mates. I couldn’t be happier and I’m sure we can be a long life friends.

I guess we were too busy talking to take a picture together. I shouldn’t forget that. I did bring my camera along. Dang!

your month

Your birthday was a week ago. But I didn't have a chance to turn on laptop and post what I want to blog about. Pretty much there are many things I want to tell you, just like our old days, we fought by day and made up by night and swapped about this and that until we fell asleep and hug each other tight.

I wish you were here with us. But we can't be here together in this world as much as I want to, but I think when I feel a need, I can close my eyes and turn inwards and let the memories of our childhood take over.

P.S. I love how mum wrote about us at the back of our photos.

We always miss you.

The remain of the day.

Maybe it's beyond what you expect.
The impossible expectation you yearn for after a long tiring day.




I've finally traveled 24 provinces and I'm proud of it.

During my travels, I fell in love often with countryside, esp. BTB where I could see beautiful clouds move back and forth; PL where you could never tired to enjoy the bluest sky on the summer day; MDKR where you can find the most greenest place for a better escape; RTNKR where you can see the most beautiful stars, and sky; KCG, the most peaceful place I once I think might end up there at my very old age... etc.

And maybe there's one noisiest, muddiest, and stressful place where you chase your life for life, but then, and the end of the day, if you could find something less stressful, but yet beautiful and romantic, that would be the best warming moment of the days. Like a quote from a book below:

"Beyond the wall that marked the end of the terrace, I could see for miles around the windows and back yards of the neighboring properties. A lot of the windows were lit, and the ones in the distance, if you narrowed your eyes, looked almost like an extension of the stars. This roof terrace wasn't large, but there was definitely something romantic about it. You could imagine a couple, in the midst of busy city lives, coming out here on a warm evening and strolling around the potted shrubs, in each other's arms, swapping stories about their day."

I particularly like the last line.

And for some reason, I'm stricken by this picture. It's taken on the 32th floor of Canadia Tower. I've never seen something like on the day time with my naked eyes, except the last 3 years I was on the plane. But it's definitely something else I utterly fell about it. Because I see it with a feeling. Because right now, it gives me a glimpse to remind me how life eat me up from the inside with my everyday stress and strain.

Last 3 years, it was the beginning, it's hard to see everything with my true feeling.
And today, I have plenty of times to be torn in between, to shout, to scream out loud and to tell what I've been feeling and how my days look like.

And that's SUCK!

I smile and shake my head, well we all write our own endings and we all have our own scars, but tonight I think I see what it's all about.

And I'm not gonna write it down. I'm saving them in my head.

Below is just some craps I want to get it off a little bit, which there are two things I'm really obsessed about:

1- Marriage & Pregnancy & Babies. I'm incredibly obsessed with it. Not because I want to get married, but I want to feel how it is to have a small living creature inside my tummy and how it is and how stress it is to be a master of everything with the new life. I want a change, really. I'm dying to experience it. Esp, when working on a new project related to it, I'm all for it. Anyway, so how to have baby without getting marriage? Single mom, i mean? Which is very INSANE, I know.

2- Health. Be aware of your well-being. Seek balance. We can't do anything without having a good health and I just realized it's very, very, and very important. So take a good care of yourself. Do regular check-up. Disease is everywhere and Stress is the worst of all in this new generation which lead to other illness. So, don't overwork yourself. Limit. Less ambition. Be Content. It's not fun when you're sick.

Anyway.

Homecoming by Vienna Teng.

This girl is really something. Epic.
After a long tiresome day, her songs calm my nerves.
And I'm feeling this beautiful song.

I just want to
be living as I'm dying
just like everybody here
just want to know my little flicker of time is worthwhile
and I don't know where I'm driving to
but I know I'm getting old
and there's a blessing in every moment every mile

The good times are rolling. Are you rolling with them? Or do you fear they're rolling away without you? Don't be fearful.

Dear SHOES,

I've never have done this without you. You've always rolled with me when the good times are up in the air. Can't thank you for more for always got me from there to here. You've always taken me to many places to do many stuffs, to see many things. What I like about taking your shot, because you always reminds me of where I've been and the things I've done.

Thank you, shoes. teehee

And it reminds me of a quote by Eve Ensler:

"Cherish your solitude. Take trains by yourself to places you have never been. Sleep out alone under the stars. Learn how to drive a stick shift. Go so far away that you stop being afraid of not coming back. Say no when you don’t want to do something. Say yes if your instincts are strong, even if everyone around you disagrees. Decide whether you want to be liked or admired. Decide if fitting in is more important than finding out what you’re doing here. Believe in kissing."

Anyway, KNY is right around the corner!!!

I don't know what has in store, neither you nor me! But may your pair of shoes take you to wherever you wish to go, to get the chance of seeing what you wish to see, and to do whatever you want to do. Buddha bless!!!

So, Happy Khmer New Year!!! Spend it wisely, esp with your family.
I'm gonna spend it at home, how about you?

Too many things I haven’t done yet, too many sunsets, I haven’t seen.

Nonetheless, I’m blessed to experience those things, those romantic times, those sunsets, those sun lights. And they were beautiful and warmed up my soul. I want more. I want it forever. I want it with you, my future for life who, well, umm, I haven’t met. LOL.









Those beautiful things are:

- Night and Early morning silence, except the sound of bugs here and there.

- Yawns, yawns and yawns I lazily made each morning.

- Cold breeze I felt when I woke up.

- Soft light made its way through the pinhole of the wooden room to warm up the cold and to let us know, it’s time to get up.

- Rain and dew on the grass. I thought if water was cocktails, and I was the grass, I’d be sooo drunk and died to heaven right there.

- Weird feeling while walking with my bare feet on the wet morning grass and smelt the flowers. Oh, glistering with joy, except it itched me a little after walking back and forth for too long.

- Ooohh and aaahh with those beautiful creatures. Flowers and natures. The birds and the bees. The dragonflies and the butterflies. The excitement was jumping in and out of my bones.

- Kids. I could have died to have them with me when I was in those moments. Bee & Belle, of course. MissMissMiss.

- Laying on our back under the tall trees in the thick and dense forest, near the coolest and calmest lake, listening to the cricket’s songs, talking nothing but swapping our childhood stories and how our days went by. Once in a while the leaves fell, by dancing slowly in the air, while the sunlight making its way through the trees to touch our faces, then we laughed quietly.

- Beyond the top of the tree that marked the end of the woods, I could see the sunlight, and the blue sky. The birds sang, the crickets chirped and we played with the waters fissure. Stones were here and there. We massaged and we shampooed each other, we sang, we joked, we laughed, and we sank ourselves deepen right there in the water, and once in a while, we choked. I was absorbed with love and fun.

- Upon the sky, there’s the moon. The biggest and brightest one of the whole time. She only showed her pretty and charming face once every 20 years. Sweet sun, thank for sending me the moon. I glowed with love.

- Before putting ourselves into a peaceful rest, we give ourselves to best treat by rolling in under blanket with each other to watch those romantic yet funny movies until we fell asleep like the kids whom their mum warned not to watch late night cartoons, because it’s not good.

- On 2am, we woke up, doing nothing, but swapping again. Here we go, every-boys-we-met and how-the-love-went stories to tell to put ourselves back to sleep. And of course, I was always a good listener, but given that I got to understand deeply how it really felt by love, why not?



And I’m so soaked up with love just thinking about this dreamy moment, which made me think a lot about City of Romance, PARIS and City of Love, ITALY. How can I reach out to there?

We always made the best partners on trip. And perhaps, we’re made of PEACE, LOVE and HAPPINESS. LOL. Well, in fact, I got it from PINK, sugar scrub product. LOL.

P.S. Foolishly, I wish my big heart and pretty cousin was a guy I love, really. (Alright, I’m definitely not lesbian, in case, you worry about it. LOL)